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Monthly Archives: April 2017
the sisters gifted me a really nice pair of boxer shorts, silk, featuring a classy paisley pattern. As we began to break out into our own corners of the house to get ready, Mom pulls me aside and with a smirk on her face, she says, “You know…those shorts have a button on the front. You have be careful with those”. As usual… Continue reading
As The First Lady waves, she smiles real big right at me when she notices me sitting there,the big smile on my face. I do not wave back. Instead I keep looking right at her, concentrate, and amplify the wryness to a degree that is unmistakable and….. Continue reading
It’s so remote they have their own unique Italian dialect even to this day. I think the Pavias may have once been Catholic because Grandma Naleid grew up in a household with twelve kids…..TWELVE! They say that when number twelve hit the scene, the priest made a special trip to the Pavia household, sat great Grandpa Pavia down and was like, “Dude…You gotta chill.” Apparently he took the hint. As a youth…. Continue reading
I tripped on a tree root and flew forward only to pop back up like a weeble wobble a half second later. While I like to brag about that, nothing beats the college feat when I fell off the Dessau Hall stage, backwards, while filming a movie, without knowing it…….. and stuck the landing.
It was our first year in the program. I didn’t know anybody when I started out so…